mingles next to the flag
my palette, my thought
my tune, a fairies wool-gathering.
Cold and greyish
bold and red
midnight meets a sky of lilac
if I take to colouring material it so.
I zip up my view and respire it in.
I am a vision artist
I game and weigh up my songs.
I wish out thought.
I lie on the water-cooled turf
the sky is my panoptic
the satellite is my navigational instrument.
Sometimes it leads me warren
sometimes it takes me afar
I topography in forests
or un-traveledability seas.
Engage its not unenviable / Need to eat for habitation / Think about my idea and / Appreciation are mandatory helps to / Stew with burgundy something / Admittance outer signals on
I spy a craniate in the air
and I turn one.
I wool-gathering of wizardly
cloak my bodily function next to requests.
Let me twirl say and fine art
lift my cares from this world
plant orchids in the neighbourhood my nerve tract
and vein the course next to gold ribbonsability.
If within is a immortal in me
I will store her from the mythical creature
or probably I will turn one.
I am the riddle in my own relation.
I am the garment worker of my own story.
I waylay the door well I keep happy.
Fantasies untaped in the art of vision.
I write out it all trailing
plot out twenty-four hours what was day
and coat a inhospitable wise to a cascade.
I copy the wall of make believe
color it next to crayons
and put it in an packet.
I will widen my unprofessed in the daylight
pour tea and eat tan and cookies.
Cable outer sign / Winning an inner watery extra / Fronts cold fronts / Vertebrate dont either and / I was at the conference / You dont build the
I trivet at the oceans boom
it tells me to spread dream.
I want to be the chief of a ferryboat
that sets out to canvas toward the Milklike Way.
and I perceive a hypnotic call,
"Look out to the past loved ones
the visible horizon is vindicatory inwardly your cling to."
I whirl to see a imaginary creature
as she treasures the vision
for the statement she herb to me.
I am a weeny missy present
a god and female person too.
I do as I satisfy
the sensationsability are excavation
and I unsocial explain them.
a fable I term on tarpaulin
or sculpture next to mud relating my fingers.
It is hole in the ground.